Gotcha! (Sisterhood) by Fern Michaels

Author:Fern Michaels
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-05-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

It was barely eight o’clock in the morning, but the Darlene Wyatt household was wide-awake. Olivia was sitting in the family room, eating cooked oatmeal with no milk but loaded with sugar to make it more palatable for the little girl, and watching cartoons on television while her mother and her live-in boyfriend were screaming at each other in the kitchen. It was obvious to Olivia that neither one of them had gone to bed, because they were wearing the same clothes they’d had on when she herself went to bed. It was hard to hear the cartoon characters on the television with all the screaming.

“I told you, we’re doing it, and that’s final. She’s behind all this, and you know it.”

“No, I don’t know that, Adam, and neither do you. For all we know, it could be that asshole ex-wife of yours doing it. She hates me, but she hates you more. And Julie isn’t smart enough to steal my identity.”

“You are so stupid you make me sick. My asshole ex-wife, as you put it, couldn’t be bothered with either one of us. I’m telling you, it’s that bitch. You should go over there to her house right now and kill her. I’ll even help you. Well?”

Adam Fortune stared at the woman sitting across from him at the table, drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette. At that moment, he hated her. Really hated her.

“I am not going to Julie Wyatt’s house, and neither are you. And no one is killing anyone. If you don’t like the way things are here, leave. Go back to Kansas and live with your drunken mother.”

“You bitch! I left my wife for you! You lied to me. You said you were rich. You don’t have a pot to piss in. You own nothing. It was all lies. And I fell for it. You promised to buy me a boat and a fancy car, and what did I get? I get to move into your dead husband’s house, with his snot-nosed kid. What’s even worse is that it’s the snot-nosed kid who owns the damned house, not you. Where’s that fancy car, where’s the boat, huh? Huh, Darlene? And another thing, my ex is laughing her ass off, along with that goody-two-shoes new husband of hers. They have it made. They have fucking money. That new husband goes to a tony gym twice a week, they belong to the country club, they both have Cadillac Escalades. They eat out, they have good jobs, he buys her diamonds.”

“If you don’t shut up, I’m going to put you through the wall, and don’t think I can’t or won’t. Now, I am going to the police station and file a complaint. Even though it won’t do any good, I’m still going to do it. When they ask me who I think is responsible, I am going to say either your ex-wife or my former mother-in-law. The next step in this drama, in case your feeble brain still isn’t working, is we will be evicted from this house.

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